Chapter 1 No.1

A bridge of pearls its form uprears

High o'er a gray and misty sea;

E'en in a moment it appears,

And rises upwards giddily.

Beneath its arch can find a road

The loftiest vessel's mast most high,

Itself hath never borne a load,

And seems, when thou draw'st near, to fly.

It comes first with the stream, and goes

Soon as the watery flood is dried.

Where may be found this bridge, disclose,

And who its beauteous form supplied!